Jiang Fengxing was afraid that Liang Weirong would lose two tears and seal the dust, so he relented, stepped forward and took his mobile phone and cut it off.

Feng Chen glared at him in annoyance: "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Fengxing threw the phone back to him and sneered: "Every time she cries, you are soft-hearted, she is sure that you are reluctant to let her cry, your usual calm and wisdom, when you meet Liang Weirong was eaten by a dog?"

Feng Chen raised his chin at Lu Zhenming, who was out of his mind, and said with a cold expression: "Then look at him, it's not the same!" ”

"In good conscience, Sheng Sheng is better than Liang Weirong I don't know how many times, she is worthy of Zhenming to pay all her true feelings, and that hypocritical Liang Wei is not worth your heart and lungs at all!"

As soon as his words fell, Feng Chen stood up suddenly, and his angry eyes were about to erupt with fire.

"What the do you say again?"

Even though he knew that the woman's mind was not pure, he would not allow others to slander her.

Jiang Fengxing saw that he was angry, and he was also angry in his heart.

He kindly reminded him that if he didn't listen, he would forget it, and he still looked like he was going to eat people.

"Do you think I dare not say it? Who to scare? His heart was on fire, and he was not afraid of death and repeated what he had just said, "That hypocritical woman is not worth your heart and lungs, she will ...... sooner or later"

Before he finished his words, Feng Chen kicked over the crystal coffee table at his feet, and the wine bottles on the table fell to the ground, leaving the ground in a mess.

With a bang, Jiang Fengxing was taken aback, and his words came to an abrupt end.

Lu Zhenming frowned, lifted his eyelids and glanced at them.

After a moment of silence in the box, Jiang Feng jumped like thunder.

"What the are you crazy about!"

Feng Chen's eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was because of extreme anger or because he had drunk.

"She's not good, she's not good, she's not your woman, who allows you to say she's not!"

Jiang Fengxing sneered: "It's like she's your woman!" If she were your woman, she would go on a blind date, that kind of woman, give it to me for nothing, I don't want it! ”

Feng Chen suddenly gave him a fist, which hit him in the face.

Seeing that he was doing it to himself for the sake of such a woman, Jiang Fengxing was angry, and he also punched him in the face, trying to wake him up.

He punched a punch, and Feng Chen returned a punch, and then he was not convinced and continued to fight.

Lu Zhenming sat on the sofa without moving, ignoring the people who beat each other next to him.

Eventually, he took the last sip of the glass, threw the empty glass on the sofa, and got up unhurriedly.

"You fight slowly, I'll go first."

Feng Chen drank a lot of wine, the wine was strong, the whole person was soft, he couldn't make it hard, and he was being pressed to the ground and beaten by Jiang Fengxing.

Hearing his words, Jiang Fengxing's raised fist stopped in mid-air and turned his head to look at him.

"You're just leaving?"

Lu Zhenming took the coat on the side and put it on, and glanced at them lightly.

"Will you let me join you? Or do you want to wave the flag? ”

Jiang Feng went crazy: "Why don't you come to pull us apart, or persuade us." ”

Lu Zhenming's handsome face had no expression, and he said indifferently: "I think what you just said is right, he is now blinded by Liang Weirong's pretending to be pitiful, maybe he will be sober after a beating." ”

Jiang Fengxing grinned the corners of his mouth when he saw that he agreed with his words.